Treachery Affair

“How’s it going?” A young lady, dressed in black leather pants and a black turtle neck shirt asked as she walked into the computer room briskly with her broken arm held with casts, and a rope hanging on her neck. Sitting before three desktops in the computer room, were three young men and nine more people checking out whatever they were doing on the desktop.

“Nothing yet,” One of them replied, obviously getting bored or frustrated about the whole thing. They have been on the desktop for hours now, searching for what’s best known to them, and they still could do nothing, it’s obviously getting boring and frustrating.

“Come on Leon, I’ll take it from here,” She said to the man, who stared at her unbelievably for seconds before he finally shrugged and stood up for her to have her seat. Sitting before the desktop, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes briefly. With all the strength in her, she clenched her broken arm, suppressing the urge to scream her lungs out, as waves of pain shot through her.

She got rid of the cast on her hand.

“What do you think you’re doing, Harley?” One of them gasped, getting the attention of others.

“Don’t worry about anything, I can handle this.” She said sarcastically like it was nothing, enduring the waves of pain that kept shooting at her.

“You can’t do this, Harley! Samir will be mad at us if he comes here and finds you there. Leon, what the heck were you thinking, leaving her to do this, huh?” Daisy, one of them snapped at Leon, who just shrugged and gave her ‘she was the one that asked me to stand up’ look.

“I told you it’s fine, Daisy. You’re making a mountain out of nothing.” She rolled her eyes and started her work on the desktop. With her gaze fixated on the screen of the desktop, her fingers moved speedily and skillfully on the keyboards like the pro she is. She kept searching for whatever on the computer, and after about five minutes of pressing the keyboard endlessly, she finally pressed the ‘enter’ button, and in the next seconds, the computer screen displayed ‘loading’, and they all waited eagerly for God knows what.

After a few minutes of loading, the picture of a middle-aged man was finally displayed on the screen.

“Whoa! She got it!” Daisy almost screamed at top of her voice. This is the same picture they’ve been working so hard to get for the past hours, but they couldn’t lay their hands on it, Harley is indeed a pro at what she does.

“Get a pen and a book, Leon. The information will be closed soon,” She commanded, her gaze not leaving the screen of the computer, as she kept glancing through the things that are written on it.

“Yeah, I’m with it,” Leon announced, once he got the items.

“Mr. Edwin Lawrence is our next target. He has access to the Shanghai fosun pharmaceutical. He’s a citizen of America, residing in Texas with his wife, Mrs. Cleo Lawrence, and his three kids, James, Kingsley, and his only daughter, Nina Lawrence. His three children schools in the most popular school in north Korea, his wife owns the biggest firm in the whole of Texas, and Mr. Edwin himself is one of the shareholders of the Shanghai fosun pharmaceutical company in China. According to my gathered information, apart from being a shareholder in Shanghai, he owns a company in Texas, where drugs are sold, and not just that, he also owns a cosmetic company.” She said and paused to take a breath.

“He goes to the office as early as 7am, and returns home as late as 8pm. According to what I was able to gather, he’s a coquet, and I believe you know what that means. He often stays in his office all day at work, he only receives visitors on Wednesdays. Now, this is how we’re going to go about this, we can’t strike with just this little information, which means we need more information about him. Now, this is where Nina and Leon comes in. I want a camera to be implanted in his office, I’ll leave that to you, Nina. Leon, I want you to monitor his every movement and make sure you report to me.” She said before she finally turned to them, and they all nodded…All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Harley POV

After giving them instructions, I finally left the computer room to go see my sweetheart.

I walked gracefully through the hallway, till I got to the front of his door and without bothering to put a knock on the door, I pushed it open and walked in to see the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, standing before the mirror, having that usual frown on his face.

“I know no one dares to barge into my room like that, except you.” He said in his most angelic voice, as he turned to face me, a smile slowly laced up his lips.

I couldn’t stop drooling over him, from the first time I set my eyes on this young man, I fell for him. Staring deep into his brown beautiful eyes, I couldn’t stop my heart from melting at his look, his small heart-shaped lips are what I’ll never get tired of kissing, his pointed nose proves to be the most beautiful part of his body, but hell no! Touch his skin and you would know what I mean. His smooth and soft skin always glows even in darkness, I don’t know how he managed to catch my attention. His name is Samir Douglas, leader of one of the most dangerous drug cartels in Mexico. I know you may be wondering how I managed to fall for a gangster, but heck! Who said gangsters are not meant to fall in love?

“Are you done already?” He asked softly, as he dropped his wine glass on the bed dresser and walked over to me.

“Yes, I am,” I replied, as a smile laced up my lips.

“Oh, I see. How’s your hand, still hurt?” He asked, as he gazed down at my hand a sudden frown rested on his face. I remembered how enraged he was when I came back from a mission days ago with my arm broken, he almost killed Jake, the dude that drove the truck for not protecting me back there, but I had to interfere. That cop is going to pay for my arm though, I remember his face very well, and I won’t spare him.

“Yes, it still hurts, but not as much as before,” I said sincerely, and he stared down at it for seconds before he finally nodded.

Raising his gaze to look at me, I wasted no time in standing on my toes and crashed my lips on his, kissing him passionately while he just chuckled against my lips and pulled me closer by my waist, kissing me like his life depends on it.

The sound of his ringing phone distracted us, and he groaned frustratingly as he pulled away and went to take his call.

“Jay…” He said, as soon as he picked up the call…